The Marlboro democrat. [volume] (Bennettsville, S.C.) 1882-1908, 1887-02-09
ph0bc's Romance.

| snug Queen Anne cottage was not
more dungeon like, and that tho solitary
mountain path turncd out to bo Il woll-
travelled turnpike; and Mrs. Garraway,
| Instead Of beng II llook-noSed old rome
! With Il g%old-hcaded cane and q temper,
! ,yaa a cheerful old lady. whose checks
! were tinted with fresh bloom like Il
| winter apple, and who wore a black silk
| drsss with lace RULES.
Darling Auntie," faltered Phoebe,
actor she had been in banishment for
several days, may l tell you q secret?"
''Conlide entirely in me, my child"
batting hor on tho check.
Well, then. he met me undor the
apule tree last night, "confessed Phoebe.
YOU'VE written to hun, then?" said
Grand-Aunt GarrawaY, with q shreWd
tWi nike in her hazel eyes.
"Y-yes," owned lnEDOe. ~ told him
it was unlike anything that l had anti
clplted. l described your pretty furni-
| ture and choice china and the solid sill
Ycr tea servico, with the Garraway
monogram on it, and your set Of
alnethysts, and he came on by the earl
lest train"
'Oh, he did?"
"He said he was hungering and thirst
Ing for II Of my sweet %glances," added
iho,be, very prettily. "And lie slept
OF the hay i'll the barn last night"
My dear child, this will neyer do.
tie must come here"
Here. auntyt"
1T isn't in the fitness OF things that
my grandniece'S sutton should be sneak
| iDe around tho back orchard and sleep.
lug in the hay.loft like a tramp"
Phoebe coiored.
But what else could ho do. Aunt
Gairaway?n said she.
For that very reason" said the old
- II guest. My husbands nephew,
Harry Sanford, is to be here from Bos-
ton, but there is plenty or room. Harry
shall sleep in the cedar chamber. Mr..
De Motto shall have the red room.
Where is he now?"
IL think he is having q cigar and
ding the newspaper In the smoke
loilse," guiltily confessed Phoebe.
Call him III. Tell him he Shall be
~welcomo," said Mrs. Garraway.
Mr.. DeMotte was tall and troubadour-
Ike. He had dark, pensive eyes, and
wore q very handsome satin necktie;
and If his finger-nalls were not as clean
as Mrs. Garrawa liked to see, still some
pcople thought different Oh such sub
iects.
Harry Sanford looks the most Of a
.tcntleman," thought Mrs. Garraway.
Il even IhDbe, in q mental compare
son, could not help owning to herself
that Mr.. Sanford was the most at his
ease.
''But them" thought Phpoe, she
hasn't any diplomatic troubles on his
mind. | wish, though, that dear Mid.
l(eton wouldn't eat green peas with q
! fork, and that he would take q little
ore notice OF the chalrcOv6tB. luG not.
DRAG tliaM Oh oyety tiinn lie ail, down.
!l'lpc. lt WON'T make nus. glaitdeaunl
InQry0uSG1
9uS GiahA.huns GaysaY9ay mnNcI
hesN a"ecttat, ana seemed ~ notice.
uotliin& MulSs.
ID Ilarry Sanford d~iligonty tailaad
,lp.4viGS, .Aa did MS Dosy u aniuse Tie
stronger.
Nevertheless, when Phoebe went to
led that hight she was not so happy as
Sho expected to be. For Il diplomat,
Mr. De Motto was not 50 remarkably
Intelligent after all, and she was very
certain that his grammar was not alto
getller correct. She hoped that Harry
sanford had not observed it.
IN the dead of the night Grand-Aunt
Gu caway's hand fell softly on PhGbe's
shoulder. She started up.
'l1ush!' said the old lady. "Don't
iuttcr q sound. Get up and come down
stairs with me-"
What Is the matter2" gasped the
girl.
Your fine lover is breaking into my
Dig cherry-wood bureau" said Mrs.
Garraway.
NtIe has a complete kit Of burglars
tools. But don't look 80 frightened,
my dear. The jewel-case Is there. but
It is empty. Harry Sanford has the
pins and pendants at the County Bank.
He's welcome to all he can find. Harry
ana the farm laborers have got his ac-
complete safely tied outside, and they're
ready to seize on him the moment he
steps across the threshold. But como
quicklyl I want you to see for your
self.n
nd, standing on the staircase, where
size could peep through the transom
light into the back parlor, Ph~sbe be-
held her troubadour lover picking locks
and prying open the drawers In a most
bu5iness-like manner.
IN spite OF her resolution she uttered
a liftlo cry. MI. Do Motto looked up
and saw her. The next instant the
room vas in darkness.
but we caught the fellow as neatly
a9 possible." Harry Sanford said, after
ward, with the empty jewel-case IN his
possession and a lot Of silver spoons in
his breast pocket. He's an old hard,
no Albany authorities say. 'Llght-
lsin zered Lemuel,' they call him, and
he2a safe to get a long term In tho peni-